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Dong Ci ’s father died early. To support the entire family ’s daily work, Ci Mom shared her burden and worked part-time in a dessert shop near the school.

Because of the weekend, there are few people in the store.

Jingle Jingle-

The wind chimes made a clear sound, and the door was pushed open from outside. Dong Ci's smiley face was instantly frozen when he saw the coming person.

"Look at your expression, I guess you should remember me."

As Jing Rong entered, a cold cold wind was brought into the room. Dong Ci lowered his head slightly and asked calmly, "What do you want to order?"

Jingrong missed the call, picked up the cartoon menu on the desktop and played with it casually, but his eyes did not fall on it. Seeing the little girl in front of him with a stiff look, he slightly hooked his lips and elbows on the table close to her, slowly asked, "I want you, do you sell?"

Dong Ci's face was white, and he felt that his sentence contained unlimited sarcasm, so he pursed his lips and said, "If you don't buy anything, please leave."

"Then a cup of milk tea."

He leaned lazily on the table, still smiling, looking good-tempered. Dong Ci quickly made notes on the computer and routinely asked, "Which flavor of milk tea?"

Jing Rong acted, watching her thin lips rising, and did not answer the question, "What flavor do you like?"

"..." Dong Ci was silent and made a random order.

Since the last time the two met, Dong Ci hasn't seen him for a long time, and she almost forgot him when she was almost there, but did not expect him to appear at this time.

The milk tea was ready, Dong Ci packed the things skillfully and handed it to him, but Jing Rong did not receive it.

"As far as I know, your family situation does not seem to be good."

Dong Ci frowned slightly and placed the milk tea on the table, choking him coldly. "none of your business?"

There was a moment of stagnation in the air, but it was only an instant, and everything returned to normal again.

"It really doesn't matter to me."

Jingrong's beautiful eyes rose slightly, and the fingertips placed on the table beat the rhythm slowly. He chuckled softly, and the breath of thin pink lips in the air spread into a thin white mist, which looked a bit enchanting.

"But maybe, you will beg me later."

jingle--

The shop door closed again. The person who stood in front of her just now had left. If it wasn't for the unmoved milk tea and red banknotes on the table at this time, she felt that maybe everything was just an illusion.

Before meeting Jingrong, although Dong Ci's life was busy, it was calm and comfortable. But now, it seems that something is quietly changing.

Beg him?

Recalling every word he said to himself after entering the store, although Dong Ci was angry, he still sneered and felt a little funny. She was not stupid, but she could understand Jingrong's thoughts with a little thought, and the impression on him suddenly worsened by a point, and fell directly to the lowest point.

Although she could not understand his behavior and was not sure of her guess, she still knew very clearly:

People like Jingrong must never touch.

"..."

As the weather turned cold, Dong Ci got more and more difficult to get up.

Towards the end of the recent period, the day before she started to study was earlier than the day, and when she stepped out of the house every day, it was basically not yet dawn.

"Little Ci, your mother made sushi for you today, and you hungry to eat at noon." Although Ci Ma is busy with her work, she still takes care of her three meals a day.

"You have a bad stomach and sushi is cold. Remember to drink more hot water when you eat." Since Dong Ci got up in the morning, she saw that Ci Ma had been busy in the kitchen.

She seems to have lost a lot of weight. She, who was originally abundance, has become more and more slender recently. Dong Ci looked from the back and felt that she was extraordinarily thin.

"Mom, I'll just pretend to be here. You can take a vacation, or take a break." Don't have the heart to be so hard-working, so Dong Ci was very helpful in the past.

The sushi in the lunch box is very delicate, and the breath is full of glutinous rice aroma, which is very sweet.

"I feel my mother's cooking is getting better and better." Dong Ci couldn't help complimenting. Before the mother could speak, she packed two lunch boxes into her school bag. "I know that I know that one of the lunch boxes was for Shi Ze, and I will send it to him when I rest at noon."

"I'm going to school, it's too cold outside, you don't want to send me out, go back and sleep for a while!"

The cold wind outside was a little shave. Dong Ci quickly took the door of the room to prevent the cold air from entering. When he looked up, he found that the moon could still be seen in the sky.

"Come on, come on, you must study hard not to worry your mother!"

Dong Ci meditation in his heart, the tip of his nose was a little sour, the lunch box in the backpack was obviously not heavy but still overwhelmed her. This inexplicable depression continued until she saw Shize at noon after school.

Shi Ze was the son of the dessert shop owner's aunt, and they both grew up together. In the past, when the father was still there, the two families were particularly good. When the father died, the family took care of their mother and daughter.

Shi Ze was one year old, but she was in the same school as her and is currently in her third year of high school.

In their school, the third year of high school is taught in a small three-story attic, with a quiet environment, and a small garden separated from the experimental building where Dong Ci is located. Dong Ci sent a text message to Shi Ze in advance, and ran to the small garden in the center to wait for him after class.

"You came early today."

Under normal circumstances, Shi Ze will always be later than Dong Ci, and when Dong Ci arrived today, he was already waiting for her in the round pavilion in the small garden.

"Today's mock exam, so I leave school early." Shi Ze took the lunch box and placed it on the stone table, handed her a booklet, and said lightly, "This is the key knowledge of the high school I organized before, and it is also different. Not big, you might use it. "

"Well, thank you Brother Shi Ze." Dong Ci smiled, put the book aside and opened the lunch box in front of him.

Shi Ze's temperament was silent, and Dong Ci was also quiet and restrained. When the two sat down to eat together, they were usually very silent. Today, Shi Ze seemed to see her unhappiness and chatted with her in a dire straits.

He said, "Aunt Song's cooking skills seem to be getting better and better."

It was a very abrupt sentence, which made Dong Ci eating a little bit startled, and then he recovered after a short ringing, softly humming.

It was like a □□, some memories once swarmed, Dong Ci suppressed his emotions all morning, and at this moment she was uncontrollable. She sniffed, and the food in front of her suddenly became difficult to swallow.

"My mother's favorite thing was to study cooking. I still remember that she once joked with me that I want to make all the food in the world for me ... and eat with my dad."

When Ci Da was still there, Ci Ma was a housewife. Although she didn't work, she always took care of the family in an orderly manner. Every day, she changed the way to make all kinds of delicious food for them. Whenever she and her dad praised her, the smile on her face would be more satisfying.

Now that things are wrong, her father walked so suddenly, Dong Ci bit his lip slightly, and suddenly he was sad and unable to extricate himself.

"Do you know Shi Ze? When I went out this morning, I looked at my father's parking location somehow, and even looked forward to it in my heart. The car was still there, and my father was still ..."

Don't want Shi Ze to see his tears, Dong Ci lowered his head and bit his back into the mouth, but the suppressed cry still came out intermittently.

"Xiaoci, sorry."

Shi Ze didn't comfort people, watching the girl beside him cry so pitifully, he hesitated, and finally chose to open her arms and gently hug her.

"Don't cry, although your dad is gone, but me ..."

His voice gave a slight pause, and his handsome face was stained with light red. Shi Ze turned his head a little uncomfortably, and his voice was calm. "My mother and I will always be with you."

"..."

Dong Ci left Shi Ze when he witnessed it. She held the empty lunch box for a long time and stood back until she stiffened her hands and feet.

Her emotions still did not recover. The whole person was sullen and lifeless. She walked slowly with her head hanging down until she felt like there was something in front of her before raising her head.

"you……"

Not far away, Jing Rong was leaning against the wall and staring at her expressionlessly. He was tall and slender, wearing a black coat and appeared to be extraordinarily mature. It was different from the leisurely and casual days. Today, he looks depressed.

The way back to the classroom is not just this one. Dong Ci didn't want to have too much contact with him, so he turned the lunch box in his arms and wanted to go the other way, who suddenly stood behind a teenager.

"Hello, hello, little beauty, my name is An Chengfeng. Last time we saw it on campus." An Chengfeng scratched his fluffy hair and looked very tangled.

As soon as he walked long legs, he blocked the path in front of Dong Ci, and reluctantly pointed to her. "Arong's mood doesn't seem to be very good, so I suggest you better go to him in the past."

"I'm not familiar with you, I'm going back to the classroom."

How dare Dong Ci see you in that beautiful scenery. She tried to bypass An Chengfeng, but who knew his reaction was so quick that she would not be given a chance to escape.

This is the aisle between the buildings. The left and right sides are not very spacious. At this time, the roads on both sides are completely blocked. Dong Ci is caught in it and cannot go out at all.

"What the **** are you doing? If you harass / harass me like this, I'll tell the teacher." She didn't want to see Jingrong in the past, but she was stopped by An Chengfeng and couldn't get out. Let them calm down, who knows that An Chengfeng laughed loudly.

He seemed to hear something ridiculous, covering his stomach and saying, "Oh hey, you have the ability to sue the principal, but you will see if the principal will help you."

Such a crazy look seems to be really not afraid of her threats.

Also, when thinking of the conversation between Jing Rong and the principal passing by the principal's office, Dong Ci felt cold in his heart and suddenly felt weak.

"Okay, Ah Rong's patience has always been bad. I advise you not to let him wait too long." Enough smile, An Chengfeng held her by the shoulder and turned her around, he turned her to Jingrong Pushed in the direction of, and urged casually. "Hurry up, sister."

"Good luck."

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